Some fuckers came to my card blog and asked me what ever happened to my previous blog. He's some big fucker (not literally in size) which I have something against his God damn attitude. Then later at night, another lady who always irritates me with her leceh-ness told me she miss reading my blog.
Oh! If only these people know how much I detest them reading my shared thoughts. Yeah. I know, I'm even calling it 'shared' so how can I not share right? Of course. Sharing with the right people I mean!
Net net, what I am saying is there are people in this lifetime who is always wanting to live by other people's life. Just like the other people's life is some morphine to their ego, sanity, esteem and demanded respect. It has to be.
Anyway, as far as I am concerned, I am not here to entertain people so fuck off people. Just fuck off. Bodoh la orang nie semua. Hehe...
Returning from Bali would often bring me back to reality. In every single bit and sense. In 2 days' time I will be venturing into the rat race again. Don't know if I should laugh or cry.
Oh! If only these people know how much I detest them reading my shared thoughts. Yeah. I know, I'm even calling it 'shared' so how can I not share right? Of course. Sharing with the right people I mean!
Net net, what I am saying is there are people in this lifetime who is always wanting to live by other people's life. Just like the other people's life is some morphine to their ego, sanity, esteem and demanded respect. It has to be.
Anyway, as far as I am concerned, I am not here to entertain people so fuck off people. Just fuck off. Bodoh la orang nie semua. Hehe...
Returning from Bali would often bring me back to reality. In every single bit and sense. In 2 days' time I will be venturing into the rat race again. Don't know if I should laugh or cry.
Somehow, my most recent thoughts was actually wondering if I should ever seriously work toward quitting. I know. Sometimes, I can get rather drastic. I am pondering... am definitely not complaining about the dough I am making but the monotonous life of office hours, office dress up, office politics, office air and office workstation. Sigh, bring a big bolt of rock onto my shoulders just thinking about it... hehe *dramatize a little*
When my thoughts recall of all these, it does make me cringe. As in cringe with all the little lines between my temple, making it look like a bulldog. A bitch bulldog for this case. Hehe...
Sigh.
Anyway, I have again, reinterated to myself that let's not get overly bothered or hung up over it and cruise along. Do what my heart beats for whenever I am out of office and work diligently on those I love. Then, when the time comes, by fate, I believe things would give me a take or turn.
The problem with me is, I am one person who refuse to be in a similar situation for far too long. I just need to move. I need to be heading somewhere, doing things I pleasantly love and attain something out of it, otherwise, I get depress and my thoughts start thinking of various means to make myself cherry. Such is me.
At this point, my mind is toggling with getting serious with climbing and diving, go cari the kakis so I have some new stuff to linger with. Until, I get bored that is.
Looking at the current economic situation and the fate of car financing rates, I don't even have much hope when I would be getting my Cayman. That is fucking 1 thing that would keep be busy for a LONGGGGGGGGGGGGGGG time. I bet. Haha... just pray lah. Pray interest goes down and I swear I will be locking one in no time. I trust to have a black or white this time around.
I guess I better continue with Shanice before I loose the steam again... Ah, wonders of the fictional world... *grin*
